Our beloved, 7-year-old Saint Bernard, Noel, was put to sleep on October 8th at 9:26 AM after a battle with bone cancer.
We'd gotten a Saint puppy in May and soon, Noel started limping intermittently. We thought it was just due to her rough play with the puppy. We told the vet about it during her annual exam in July, but he didn't think it was anything to worry about. But the limp didn't go away and became worse. We took her back to the vet in August and she was diagnosed with bone cancer. If we looked closely, we could see a bump in her left wrist. A very aggressive cancer, it grew rapidly. By October, she didn't want to eat, and her pain medication wasn't controlling the pain. We believe the cancer had spread to her lungs. We knew it was time to let her go. We didn't want her to suffer.
We tried to make her final days special, spending a lot of time with her, getting her new toys, having celebrations of her life. I made her special meals that she would eat, including steak.
We loved her so much. She was very close to me, obsessive, wouldn't let me out of her sight. When she was a puppy, she started waking me up each morning, calling me "Mom Mom," and so I started calling her "Babe Babe." Even with her cancerous leg, she would still joyously wake me up and rub her soft nose in my hair and even try to hop onto the bed with me.
She wasn't "just a dog," but a family member whom we all dearly loved. She will be greatly missed!
We'd gotten a Saint puppy in May and soon, Noel started limping intermittently. We thought it was just due to her rough play with the puppy. We told the vet about it during her annual exam in July, but he didn't think it was anything to worry about. But the limp didn't go away and became worse. We took her back to the vet in August and she was diagnosed with bone cancer. If we looked closely, we could see a bump in her left wrist. A very aggressive cancer, it grew rapidly. By October, she didn't want to eat, and her pain medication wasn't controlling the pain. We believe the cancer had spread to her lungs. We knew it was time to let her go. We didn't want her to suffer.
We tried to make her final days special, spending a lot of time with her, getting her new toys, having celebrations of her life. I made her special meals that she would eat, including steak.
We loved her so much. She was very close to me, obsessive, wouldn't let me out of her sight. When she was a puppy, she started waking me up each morning, calling me "Mom Mom," and so I started calling her "Babe Babe." Even with her cancerous leg, she would still joyously wake me up and rub her soft nose in my hair and even try to hop onto the bed with me.
She wasn't "just a dog," but a family member whom we all dearly loved. She will be greatly missed!
Our beloved, 7-year-old Saint Bernard, Noel, was put to sleep on October 8th at 9:26 AM after a battle with bone cancer.
We'd gotten a Saint puppy in May and soon, Noel started limping intermittently. We thought it was just due to her rough play with the puppy. We told the vet about it during her annual exam in July, but he didn't think it was anything to worry about. But the limp didn't go away and became worse. We took her back to the vet in August and she was diagnosed with bone cancer. If we looked closely, we could see a bump in her left wrist. A very aggressive cancer, it grew rapidly. By October, she didn't want to eat, and her pain medication wasn't controlling the pain. We believe the cancer had spread to her lungs. We knew it was time to let her go. We didn't want her to suffer.
We tried to make her final days special, spending a lot of time with her, getting her new toys, having celebrations of her life. I made her special meals that she would eat, including steak.
We loved her so much. She was very close to me, obsessive, wouldn't let me out of her sight. When she was a puppy, she started waking me up each morning, calling me "Mom Mom," and so I started calling her "Babe Babe." Even with her cancerous leg, she would still joyously wake me up and rub her soft nose in my hair and even try to hop onto the bed with me.
She wasn't "just a dog," but a family member whom we all dearly loved. She will be greatly missed!
We'd gotten a Saint puppy in May and soon, Noel started limping intermittently. We thought it was just due to her rough play with the puppy. We told the vet about it during her annual exam in July, but he didn't think it was anything to worry about. But the limp didn't go away and became worse. We took her back to the vet in August and she was diagnosed with bone cancer. If we looked closely, we could see a bump in her left wrist. A very aggressive cancer, it grew rapidly. By October, she didn't want to eat, and her pain medication wasn't controlling the pain. We believe the cancer had spread to her lungs. We knew it was time to let her go. We didn't want her to suffer.
We tried to make her final days special, spending a lot of time with her, getting her new toys, having celebrations of her life. I made her special meals that she would eat, including steak.
We loved her so much. She was very close to me, obsessive, wouldn't let me out of her sight. When she was a puppy, she started waking me up each morning, calling me "Mom Mom," and so I started calling her "Babe Babe." Even with her cancerous leg, she would still joyously wake me up and rub her soft nose in my hair and even try to hop onto the bed with me.
She wasn't "just a dog," but a family member whom we all dearly loved. She will be greatly missed!
